"Alexa," Emma whispered, "Play my playlist, 'Christmas'." A moment later, 'Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer' blared through the house. Emma grinned.
"Turn that off!" One of her brothers-she wasn't sure which-shouted across the house.
"It's thanksgiving day!" Marianne shouted from the basement that she, Briony, and Emma shared.
"I can legally listen to Christmas Music now!" Emma crowed. Smalls appeared at the top of the stairs, looking murderous. His cat, Ember, hissed and glared at Emma.
They had this argument every year. Emma was decidedly for Christmas music as a year-round thing, and Smalls wouldn't hear of it-literally-until the day after thanksgiving.
"No, you can't!" He disagreed. "Turn it off now!"
"Father said I could!"
"No, no I didn't." Jupiter said, appearing in the doorway of the kitchen, shaking his head. "Alexa, off." Smalls grinned, Emma glared.